Seperated
For those of you not on Facebook (but given the group of people I know, i doubt anyone reading this isn’t) or at least for those of you who don’t check it religiously:
So after a little over 2 years Zach and I agreed we might be better off just being friends. It’s a little weird because it’s not like there was any major thing that brought it all crumbling down. More like just a lot of little things that piled up until it slowly broke. I’m not totally sure how I feel about it all. I think it we’re better off this way but I don’t know because I still really like him and will miss a lot of things about us. And every time I remember that we’re not together it makes me really sad.
And I’m not really sure what to do with myself. It sort of feels like a whole bunch of things in my life are changing on me all very fast. As much as I welcome and expect growth and change it all feels a little overwhelming to have everything shaking up at once. But maybe it’ll do me some good.
Facebook
But I don’t want to be all lugubrious on here… So back to the topic of Facebook. I came across this little essay someone wrote this morning about how we’re seeing a social class divide between Facebook users and Myspace users. It’s pretty interesting, although most of it seems obvious if you’ve ever used either of them. It’s weird having gone through college in a time when both of these networking sites were born. Its weird that nearly every college grad my age across the country is on Facebook. Even if you fought it for a while, you gave in to it eventually.
I think what’s especially interesting about it is the fact that just being a Facebook user as opposed to a Myspace user can imply a lot about your background and social class. It’s wierd because I never felt like part of any dominant culture really. I wanted to be part of the alt. culture. I think maybe I was trying to rebel against it and hide the fact that I come from an upper-middle class background for a while. But I guess it’s hard to keep up. Now I sort of feel like I’m just a yuppie in training. And as awful as that sounds I think I’m okay with it.
I guess you can take the girl out of west county, but you can’t take west county out of the girl.
Side note
Just to bring it back together: Two and a half years ago I found Zach on Facebook because he was in my programming class. So I actually have Facebook to thank for a good part of the past two years. Kinda weird.